Chapter 158 The Architect of Ghosts

MATEO’S POV

Fucking shit! 

How?

I wanted Jake to turn the car around. I wanted to go back to that café and tear Nathan Hartley apart with my bare hands. But I couldn't. Not while Isabella was shaking like a leaf, her hand pressed white-knuckled against her stomach.

The ride back was a blur o...

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